It was the afternoon of the next day, and He Zhenzhen was leisurely lying on a deck chair in Li Hongzhuan's courtyard.
Suddenly, she heard urgent footsteps coming from outside.
But she was taking a nap with her eyes closed, feeling lazy and not planning to pay attention.
Suddenly, a slap landed hard on her face.
The force was so heavy that it knocked He Zhenzhen off the lounge chair.
One side of her face swelled up high, and she opened her eyes.
In front of her was a face full of malevolence.
Despite the years that had passed, He Zhenzhen recognized him at once.
"Wang, Wang Jinshun?"
Wang Jinshun gave her another slap with a sinister grin.
"Shameless thing, you still recognize me?"
He Zhenzhen was hit so hard her head was spinning, and for a moment, she couldn't react, holding her face without being able to say a word.
"Slut, all these years I've searched so hard for you guys. Where did you hide my superstar daughter? Hand her over!"
